Fallen Angels
by Kandy
~~~~~
Dressed down, Yoji walked into The Palledium full of teenagers and young adults. The club was jumpin' like a rabbit on a trampoline, and the bass of the music was pain-stakingly pounding into heads. The lanky playboy wasn't quite fond of clubs. The idea of a bunch of sweaty bodies trying to rock to the same beat made him ill. He did do a mental sigh of relif though when he heard he'd be at the bar the whole time.
Yoji stood by the bar stool he was about to sit down in. He spun on his heel and took a quick glance of the enourmous club. Despite the early time they'd come, the club was nearly packed. Over on the east wall of the club sat Ken. With a chair against the wall, his eyes were on Yoji. Ken nodded and Yoji responded by a nod of his own.
Yoji then turned his attention to the railing upstairs, overlooking the dance floor. Yoji nodded at Aya. Aya took a sip of his water and nodded back. Yoji cocked an eyebrow upward, as if in question of the youngest Weiss member. Aya nodded again to let him know that Omi -was- outside, holding down the fort.
The tall Japanese man then took his seat and bought himself a drink. He slowly savored the taste of liquor going down his throat. He knew he'd be there for a while...
*~*~*~*~*~*
A slim female figure walked back into the shadows of a side VIP room. Another figure, shrouded in darkness while reclining in a black leather chair. It was seated at the end of a long wooden table. The female figure made her presense known by clearing her throat quite loudly.
"Well?," the person in the chair responded.
"Nothing but an empty wallet and a pocket full of phone numbers."
"Really..."
"This is gonna be harder than we thought, Devin," becoming slightly angry that her boss wasn't taking this seriously, "There's a lot of guys out there, and only one in a million is gonna have what we're looking for."
"What's there to look for!?," the boss yelled, becoming ticked as well, "Take a look at those descriptions again, Lawless. Only one person fits each of those, pick one and file them out."
Turning on her heel she looked over her shoulder and mumbled under her breath, "Whatever."
'If at first you don't succeed...,' her boss thought.
The door closed shut behind her...
*~*~*~*~*~*
An hour had passed of Ken watching Yoji. He yawned and glanced over to the more hyper side of the room. Then he caught sight of the dj. A pretty, chocolate eyed female with sun-tanned skin and raven hair, cut extra short to look like a guys, was behind the turn-tables. She stratched and mixed fast-paced, hip-hop and R&B, party music from a platform high above the dance floor.
Ken took her in. She wore an American styled blue and orange jersey dress(1!) with the letters 'NEW YORK' and the numbers '19' on them. And her white go-go boots complimented her height. He sighed half disppointed in himself and half remembering that he was in the middle of a very important mission...
*~*~*~*~*~*
A tall woman of 22 years with loose, waist-length pale blonde hair, ivory skin, and naturally white streaked blue eyes, graced the eyes of every male in the club. Her black halter top with silver sequins on the front that formed out the words 'J-Lo', black jean short shorts, and strapy silver, high-heeled sandals caught everybody's full attention.
Aya and Ken watched her as she made her way over to the bar. People automatically cleared a path for the urban beauty. The exotic lady sat down beside Yoji, a smile placed on her ruby colored lips. Yoji opened his eyes from a sip of his drink and nearly dropped it upon seeing the woman beside him so quickly. The bartender came to her without missing a beat.
"Anything for you, miss?"
She tapped her long fingernails on the counter in thought. "Hmm...Corona Light please," her voice a low, smooth yet sultry tone made Yoji's heart jump. Now was time for a little excitement in this mission, "And I'll be paying for this lovely ladies drink - that is if she doesn't mind..."
"Of course, I don't," she cooed.
"Coming right up, ma'am," and the bartender left to prepare her drink.
The woman turned to him and smiled, "Thanks."
"No problem," Yoji said calming himself. The bartender handed her her drink. She drank in small, dignified sips. She placed her drink back down on the table.
"I've been watching you from across the dance floor. I have to admit...I'm quite taken by your features," upon saying these words she reached up and gripped his chin with her forefinger and thumb and turned his face to meet her own and continued innocently, "The only thing is that your all alone. Is there a lucky girl who stood you up that I should know about?"
Yoji looked into her mesmerizing gaze, "I'm not expecting anybody...I'm just enjoying the atmosphere."
She finished the rest of her drink in three swift swallows. Yoji paided no attention to how quickly she drank the drink, neither did he notice the chain-like whip, laced through her belt-hoops. She then stood on her long legs and leaned over. The blonde placed her hands on both sides of the stool Yoji was sitting on. She leaned in and pressed her forehead against his.
"In that case, handsome, don't you wanna dance with me?," she whispered while working her magic in more ways than one. The eldest member of Weiss was unable to tear his green eyes away from her blue ones.
"What makes you think I know how, miss?," Yoji said playfully.
She smirked, "Kandy knows you can, but...if you wanna be stubborn, I'll just go and dance with myself."
And with a smirk the woman who called herself, Kandy, leaned upward and glided her way to the dancefloor while her hips swayed. Yoji licked his lips at her attempt to tempt him into coming to dance with him, but he hadn't forgot, he was in the middle of an extremely important mission. Although his hormones screamed at him to go after that perfect female body, he stayed put. Now was not the time.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya looked back down at Yoji after glancing away some minutes ago. That music was really getting on his nerves, until something told him to check on Yoji. Worry overcame him in a heartbeat. Ken was by his side, fussing, and Yoji was in a panic as he patted his chest and sides.
No.
He didn't.
He did.
He'd lost the card!
'Fuck!,' screamed Aya mentally as he quickly dodged through the crowd to get outside. Maybe Omi had seen one of them leave. Then he'd have a chance to catch one the teammates.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ken momentarily stopped fussing at Yoji. A chill came over his body as he realized something. He looked over his shoulder and saw that the raven-haired, girl dj had been replaced by a short, brunette man. His eyes darted over to a slightly cracked door some feet from the dj-ing platform. There stood the dj-girl. Her eyes darted from left to right over her shoulder as she made a sneak exit from the door.
Then it hit Ken like a ton of steel.
Before realizing it, his feet were taking him across the dancefloor to catch that girl. Yoji yelled after him, but he kept on going. Nothing could keep him from pursuing her.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya placed his feet firmly on the rooftop. Omi spun around surprised.
"Oh, Aya-kun. You scared me," the teenager exclaimed.
"Did you see a tall blonde woman in black and silver leave?," Aya questioned, getting straight to the point.
Omi recalled his memory, "Hmm...yes, I did."
Aya nearly screamed, "Which way did she go?"
"Towards the east with a woman dressed in black as well."
"What did she looked like?," Aya pondered with a foot on the railing of the rooftop.
"Short, pale, dark blue eyes, cranberry colored hair. Kind creepy."
With that he took off to the east. He wasn't quite good at roof jumping so he slid himself down into an alley and decided to sneak up on them like a leopard stalking it's prey.
'Cranberry colored hair...?' Aya remembered that description from somewhere as he continued his hunt. Yes! The woman that came into the store who bought the 12-long-stem roses. 'She's one of the students from the new team. Her and the blonde woman that was flirting with Yoji...but that's only two. The others must on their way out of the area. I've got to catch them!'
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ken suddenly found himself outside. He peered out into the dark and damp alley. He looked to his left and saw the woman making her distance on foot in a steady pace.
The soccer fanatic, snuck his way down the alley, hot on her heels, incognito. The girl could sense him, but never glanced over her shoulder once to acknowledge him following her. She grew nervous and her pace quickened.
Then Ken's pace quickened.
She began lightly jogging, then sprinting. Ken yelled out, "Hey, you! Stop!"
And she was off! The young woman had burst into a full-paced run. And Ken ran as quickly as she could as she followed him. Trying to delay him, she knocked some obstacles in his path. A few knocked over trash cans here, a mud puddle there.
Delayed by half a second, Ken was still determined to get her. Half a second was all she needed as she swiftly turned a corner. By the time Ken had turned the corner he looked up and gasped.
The woman had swung herself upwards by the window sils and was alpine jumping from window to window. Ken found a fire escape that doubled as stairs and took them. 3 by 3 he reached the top. There was a loud female scream from the rooftop behind him. Then another voice yelled "Run!" from the streets below.
Ken looked over his shoulder.
"Ken-kun!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya jumped from the shadows with his katana drawn and in hand. The blade flew down, splitting the air. The blonde gasped and dived to the side. Behind her was the cranberry haired girl, who met his katana with the blade of a left sai.
Their eyes met for the briefest of moments.
Reconizing each other for sure, she took a step back and thrust the higher end of his katana in the air.
"RUN!," she yelled at the blonde. And in a split second she was scrambling to her feet and taking off to the east to get out of the area. Aya twirled around and began to go after the blonde. But the other girl wasn't having any of that, and threw one of her sai at him, missing on purpose. Her right sai had grazed Aya's right side. He began to bleed but continued to run.
She sweared and picked up her blade. She couldn't let him catch Kandy! They were quickly approaching an intersection. Then the first thing to her mind was the first to come out of her mouth.
"B-more! Jump-light!"
The blonde shouted without looking back, "Strike that Seattle!"
Then without warning the cranberry haired woman ducked into an alley and dissapeared into the dark of night. Aya knew she was long gone, but he couldn't stop the both of them at one time. Plus he was hot on the blonde's trail. By the time they reached the intersection, he'd have her good. She couldn't just run into traffic like an idiot unless she had a damn good plan, and that he highly doubted, so he continued his chase.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ken became estatic when he heard Omi. And even more thrilled when he turned around. The girl he was chasing was laying on her side on the rooftop entangled in wire - Yoji's wire. He jumped over into the neighboring roof to congradulate Yoji and Omi on a job well done. Yoji turned to the lady who was whimpering and trying desperately to get free.
"Sorry, sweetheart. It's over," Yoji said with a smirk.
"It ain't over til -we- say it is!," declared an unfamiliar voice. And then in the blink of an eye a shower of 'X' shaped ninja throwing stars came down upon the three assassins.
"Miami!"
Then Omi screamed after it was all over, "She's loose again!"
Yoji and Ken looked to discover that the throwing stars had slashed his wire and set her free. Yoji, extremely pissed, looked up to see a girl no older than 18 with short, dark brown hair and brown eyes with streaks of orange and gold, clad in a skin-tight black leather suit(2!) and ankle boots. The others began to run after her but it was too late. Once her obvious teammate had reached her from across the two rooftops, they jumped.
They firmly planted their feet on the ground below them.
Yoji yelled, frustrated and tired, "Dammit!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya stopped dead in his tracks once some feet from the intersection.
His prey squated, pulled the chain-like whip from her belt-hoops and jumped. Her weapon latched onto the street light as she swung herself all the way to the otherside. People in their cars had stopped to watch her stunt. Aya seemed frozen in time as he watched her feet meet back with the ground.
She was out of the area. Shortly afterwards two other girls took advantage of the sudden stop in traffic and met up with the blonde on the otherside, which happened to be an empty lot that had grown grass during the years.
Aya looked up to see Ken, Yoji and Omi panting and gasping for air as they watched the same thing from the rooftop. Aya turned his attention back to the female's across the street. Something was amiss. There were only three of them.
But just as he questioned himself the member in question appeared from the opposite direction of the club. The girls shrieked with delight when they saw her. Everything fell in place.
The mission was complete. They'd won.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Yoji groaned when he saw Birman enter the shop the next day. She stopped halfway in and made a guesture to the side. Already frustrated from an embarassing defeat, they could only imagine the even bigger wound to their pride when Birman got started up. But nothing -really- prepared them for what Birman had just motioned to.
The four girls from last night casually walked themselves into the shop...all with the exception of one.
Omi nearly screamed when he saw Bijou and vise-versa.
"Bijou?," he choked out.
Birman, suddenly remembering, spoke up, "About Bijou, Omi. It's a long story, but you'll have more than enough time to learn it thoroughly when you become her teacher." Panic sweapt over both of them in a terrified gasp and an exaperated low scream. Birman went on, "All of you. Starting today, you will be paired up with a student. We paired you upon similarities, so bear with me."
They awaited, all ears. Birman cleared her throat, "Yoji Kudou to Kandy Lawless, Ken Hidaka to Vita Nijito, Aya Fujimiya to Devin Takanaka, and Tsukiyono Omi to Bijou La Salle; AKA Bijee."
The pairs eyes met upon hearing their pairings called out. Yoji was upset at first, for thought of it being a man, but now he had to admit...he was -pretty- interested now. Kandy smiled at him. The handsome guy at the bar who she'd pickpocketed the card from! Personally she couldn't wait to show him what she could do.
Ken had no other thought than the pretty dj in the club? Similar to me? He couldn't wait for them to get started. Vita couldn't be still for some reason. She shifted her weight back and forth, taking him in. 'Hmm...he seems athletic. Perfect for me to wear down,' she thought as they exchanged pleasant looks.
On the other hand, Omi, Bijou, Aya, and Devin weren't even half interested. 'Damn! Now I have to spend all of my spare time with him too! The last thing I need is Ouka on my last nerve!' thought Bijou angrily, trying not to show it on her face. 'Ouka's gonna loose it,' thought Omi, 'She already doesn't like Bijou, and if she gets suspicous, Ouka is going to -want- to fight her.'
Aya and Devin shared ice cold stares for a long moment. Until Devin finally turnt her head and said under her breath, "Shit."
Birman turned on her heel, "I expect you all to become quite aquainted. You'll spend more time together than you think. If you choose not to...it'll come out of your paycheck."
She opened the door to leave, "Have fun."
*~*~*~*~*~*
Oooooohhhh...those poor kittens! Fallen Angels Part Two: The Palledium; complete. Part Three: Alter Ego, is next. I'll be starting as soon as possible. For now, reviews are always welcome :] Especially if I've become out of character on one of the originals. Okay, foot notes:
1: The jersey dress I'm describing is the dress that the girl in the Fabolous and Jagged Edge video "Trade It All" is wearing in the very begining. I thought it was fly, plus *hint* Vita is a tomboy *hint* so why wouldn't she wear a jersey of all things?
2: The girl that saved Vita from Yoji, Omi, and Ken's outfit is like Sydney's from Danger Girl. That's a ill outfit too ^_^ if you don't know go find a picture :]
by Kandy
~~~~~
Dressed down, Yoji walked into The Palledium full of teenagers and young adults. The club was jumpin' like a rabbit on a trampoline, and the bass of the music was pain-stakingly pounding into heads. The lanky playboy wasn't quite fond of clubs. The idea of a bunch of sweaty bodies trying to rock to the same beat made him ill. He did do a mental sigh of relif though when he heard he'd be at the bar the whole time.
Yoji stood by the bar stool he was about to sit down in. He spun on his heel and took a quick glance of the enourmous club. Despite the early time they'd come, the club was nearly packed. Over on the east wall of the club sat Ken. With a chair against the wall, his eyes were on Yoji. Ken nodded and Yoji responded by a nod of his own.
Yoji then turned his attention to the railing upstairs, overlooking the dance floor. Yoji nodded at Aya. Aya took a sip of his water and nodded back. Yoji cocked an eyebrow upward, as if in question of the youngest Weiss member. Aya nodded again to let him know that Omi -was- outside, holding down the fort.
The tall Japanese man then took his seat and bought himself a drink. He slowly savored the taste of liquor going down his throat. He knew he'd be there for a while...
*~*~*~*~*~*
A slim female figure walked back into the shadows of a side VIP room. Another figure, shrouded in darkness while reclining in a black leather chair. It was seated at the end of a long wooden table. The female figure made her presense known by clearing her throat quite loudly.
"Well?," the person in the chair responded.
"Nothing but an empty wallet and a pocket full of phone numbers."
"Really..."
"This is gonna be harder than we thought, Devin," becoming slightly angry that her boss wasn't taking this seriously, "There's a lot of guys out there, and only one in a million is gonna have what we're looking for."
"What's there to look for!?," the boss yelled, becoming ticked as well, "Take a look at those descriptions again, Lawless. Only one person fits each of those, pick one and file them out."
Turning on her heel she looked over her shoulder and mumbled under her breath, "Whatever."
'If at first you don't succeed...,' her boss thought.
The door closed shut behind her...
*~*~*~*~*~*
An hour had passed of Ken watching Yoji. He yawned and glanced over to the more hyper side of the room. Then he caught sight of the dj. A pretty, chocolate eyed female with sun-tanned skin and raven hair, cut extra short to look like a guys, was behind the turn-tables. She stratched and mixed fast-paced, hip-hop and R&B, party music from a platform high above the dance floor.
Ken took her in. She wore an American styled blue and orange jersey dress(1!) with the letters 'NEW YORK' and the numbers '19' on them. And her white go-go boots complimented her height. He sighed half disppointed in himself and half remembering that he was in the middle of a very important mission...
*~*~*~*~*~*
A tall woman of 22 years with loose, waist-length pale blonde hair, ivory skin, and naturally white streaked blue eyes, graced the eyes of every male in the club. Her black halter top with silver sequins on the front that formed out the words 'J-Lo', black jean short shorts, and strapy silver, high-heeled sandals caught everybody's full attention.
Aya and Ken watched her as she made her way over to the bar. People automatically cleared a path for the urban beauty. The exotic lady sat down beside Yoji, a smile placed on her ruby colored lips. Yoji opened his eyes from a sip of his drink and nearly dropped it upon seeing the woman beside him so quickly. The bartender came to her without missing a beat.
"Anything for you, miss?"
She tapped her long fingernails on the counter in thought. "Hmm...Corona Light please," her voice a low, smooth yet sultry tone made Yoji's heart jump. Now was time for a little excitement in this mission, "And I'll be paying for this lovely ladies drink - that is if she doesn't mind..."
"Of course, I don't," she cooed.
"Coming right up, ma'am," and the bartender left to prepare her drink.
The woman turned to him and smiled, "Thanks."
"No problem," Yoji said calming himself. The bartender handed her her drink. She drank in small, dignified sips. She placed her drink back down on the table.
"I've been watching you from across the dance floor. I have to admit...I'm quite taken by your features," upon saying these words she reached up and gripped his chin with her forefinger and thumb and turned his face to meet her own and continued innocently, "The only thing is that your all alone. Is there a lucky girl who stood you up that I should know about?"
Yoji looked into her mesmerizing gaze, "I'm not expecting anybody...I'm just enjoying the atmosphere."
She finished the rest of her drink in three swift swallows. Yoji paided no attention to how quickly she drank the drink, neither did he notice the chain-like whip, laced through her belt-hoops. She then stood on her long legs and leaned over. The blonde placed her hands on both sides of the stool Yoji was sitting on. She leaned in and pressed her forehead against his.
"In that case, handsome, don't you wanna dance with me?," she whispered while working her magic in more ways than one. The eldest member of Weiss was unable to tear his green eyes away from her blue ones.
"What makes you think I know how, miss?," Yoji said playfully.
She smirked, "Kandy knows you can, but...if you wanna be stubborn, I'll just go and dance with myself."
And with a smirk the woman who called herself, Kandy, leaned upward and glided her way to the dancefloor while her hips swayed. Yoji licked his lips at her attempt to tempt him into coming to dance with him, but he hadn't forgot, he was in the middle of an extremely important mission. Although his hormones screamed at him to go after that perfect female body, he stayed put. Now was not the time.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya looked back down at Yoji after glancing away some minutes ago. That music was really getting on his nerves, until something told him to check on Yoji. Worry overcame him in a heartbeat. Ken was by his side, fussing, and Yoji was in a panic as he patted his chest and sides.
No.
He didn't.
He did.
He'd lost the card!
'Fuck!,' screamed Aya mentally as he quickly dodged through the crowd to get outside. Maybe Omi had seen one of them leave. Then he'd have a chance to catch one the teammates.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ken momentarily stopped fussing at Yoji. A chill came over his body as he realized something. He looked over his shoulder and saw that the raven-haired, girl dj had been replaced by a short, brunette man. His eyes darted over to a slightly cracked door some feet from the dj-ing platform. There stood the dj-girl. Her eyes darted from left to right over her shoulder as she made a sneak exit from the door.
Then it hit Ken like a ton of steel.
Before realizing it, his feet were taking him across the dancefloor to catch that girl. Yoji yelled after him, but he kept on going. Nothing could keep him from pursuing her.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya placed his feet firmly on the rooftop. Omi spun around surprised.
"Oh, Aya-kun. You scared me," the teenager exclaimed.
"Did you see a tall blonde woman in black and silver leave?," Aya questioned, getting straight to the point.
Omi recalled his memory, "Hmm...yes, I did."
Aya nearly screamed, "Which way did she go?"
"Towards the east with a woman dressed in black as well."
"What did she looked like?," Aya pondered with a foot on the railing of the rooftop.
"Short, pale, dark blue eyes, cranberry colored hair. Kind creepy."
With that he took off to the east. He wasn't quite good at roof jumping so he slid himself down into an alley and decided to sneak up on them like a leopard stalking it's prey.
'Cranberry colored hair...?' Aya remembered that description from somewhere as he continued his hunt. Yes! The woman that came into the store who bought the 12-long-stem roses. 'She's one of the students from the new team. Her and the blonde woman that was flirting with Yoji...but that's only two. The others must on their way out of the area. I've got to catch them!'
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ken suddenly found himself outside. He peered out into the dark and damp alley. He looked to his left and saw the woman making her distance on foot in a steady pace.
The soccer fanatic, snuck his way down the alley, hot on her heels, incognito. The girl could sense him, but never glanced over her shoulder once to acknowledge him following her. She grew nervous and her pace quickened.
Then Ken's pace quickened.
She began lightly jogging, then sprinting. Ken yelled out, "Hey, you! Stop!"
And she was off! The young woman had burst into a full-paced run. And Ken ran as quickly as she could as she followed him. Trying to delay him, she knocked some obstacles in his path. A few knocked over trash cans here, a mud puddle there.
Delayed by half a second, Ken was still determined to get her. Half a second was all she needed as she swiftly turned a corner. By the time Ken had turned the corner he looked up and gasped.
The woman had swung herself upwards by the window sils and was alpine jumping from window to window. Ken found a fire escape that doubled as stairs and took them. 3 by 3 he reached the top. There was a loud female scream from the rooftop behind him. Then another voice yelled "Run!" from the streets below.
Ken looked over his shoulder.
"Ken-kun!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya jumped from the shadows with his katana drawn and in hand. The blade flew down, splitting the air. The blonde gasped and dived to the side. Behind her was the cranberry haired girl, who met his katana with the blade of a left sai.
Their eyes met for the briefest of moments.
Reconizing each other for sure, she took a step back and thrust the higher end of his katana in the air.
"RUN!," she yelled at the blonde. And in a split second she was scrambling to her feet and taking off to the east to get out of the area. Aya twirled around and began to go after the blonde. But the other girl wasn't having any of that, and threw one of her sai at him, missing on purpose. Her right sai had grazed Aya's right side. He began to bleed but continued to run.
She sweared and picked up her blade. She couldn't let him catch Kandy! They were quickly approaching an intersection. Then the first thing to her mind was the first to come out of her mouth.
"B-more! Jump-light!"
The blonde shouted without looking back, "Strike that Seattle!"
Then without warning the cranberry haired woman ducked into an alley and dissapeared into the dark of night. Aya knew she was long gone, but he couldn't stop the both of them at one time. Plus he was hot on the blonde's trail. By the time they reached the intersection, he'd have her good. She couldn't just run into traffic like an idiot unless she had a damn good plan, and that he highly doubted, so he continued his chase.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ken became estatic when he heard Omi. And even more thrilled when he turned around. The girl he was chasing was laying on her side on the rooftop entangled in wire - Yoji's wire. He jumped over into the neighboring roof to congradulate Yoji and Omi on a job well done. Yoji turned to the lady who was whimpering and trying desperately to get free.
"Sorry, sweetheart. It's over," Yoji said with a smirk.
"It ain't over til -we- say it is!," declared an unfamiliar voice. And then in the blink of an eye a shower of 'X' shaped ninja throwing stars came down upon the three assassins.
"Miami!"
Then Omi screamed after it was all over, "She's loose again!"
Yoji and Ken looked to discover that the throwing stars had slashed his wire and set her free. Yoji, extremely pissed, looked up to see a girl no older than 18 with short, dark brown hair and brown eyes with streaks of orange and gold, clad in a skin-tight black leather suit(2!) and ankle boots. The others began to run after her but it was too late. Once her obvious teammate had reached her from across the two rooftops, they jumped.
They firmly planted their feet on the ground below them.
Yoji yelled, frustrated and tired, "Dammit!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya stopped dead in his tracks once some feet from the intersection.
His prey squated, pulled the chain-like whip from her belt-hoops and jumped. Her weapon latched onto the street light as she swung herself all the way to the otherside. People in their cars had stopped to watch her stunt. Aya seemed frozen in time as he watched her feet meet back with the ground.
She was out of the area. Shortly afterwards two other girls took advantage of the sudden stop in traffic and met up with the blonde on the otherside, which happened to be an empty lot that had grown grass during the years.
Aya looked up to see Ken, Yoji and Omi panting and gasping for air as they watched the same thing from the rooftop. Aya turned his attention back to the female's across the street. Something was amiss. There were only three of them.
But just as he questioned himself the member in question appeared from the opposite direction of the club. The girls shrieked with delight when they saw her. Everything fell in place.
The mission was complete. They'd won.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Yoji groaned when he saw Birman enter the shop the next day. She stopped halfway in and made a guesture to the side. Already frustrated from an embarassing defeat, they could only imagine the even bigger wound to their pride when Birman got started up. But nothing -really- prepared them for what Birman had just motioned to.
The four girls from last night casually walked themselves into the shop...all with the exception of one.
Omi nearly screamed when he saw Bijou and vise-versa.
"Bijou?," he choked out.
Birman, suddenly remembering, spoke up, "About Bijou, Omi. It's a long story, but you'll have more than enough time to learn it thoroughly when you become her teacher." Panic sweapt over both of them in a terrified gasp and an exaperated low scream. Birman went on, "All of you. Starting today, you will be paired up with a student. We paired you upon similarities, so bear with me."
They awaited, all ears. Birman cleared her throat, "Yoji Kudou to Kandy Lawless, Ken Hidaka to Vita Nijito, Aya Fujimiya to Devin Takanaka, and Tsukiyono Omi to Bijou La Salle; AKA Bijee."
The pairs eyes met upon hearing their pairings called out. Yoji was upset at first, for thought of it being a man, but now he had to admit...he was -pretty- interested now. Kandy smiled at him. The handsome guy at the bar who she'd pickpocketed the card from! Personally she couldn't wait to show him what she could do.
Ken had no other thought than the pretty dj in the club? Similar to me? He couldn't wait for them to get started. Vita couldn't be still for some reason. She shifted her weight back and forth, taking him in. 'Hmm...he seems athletic. Perfect for me to wear down,' she thought as they exchanged pleasant looks.
On the other hand, Omi, Bijou, Aya, and Devin weren't even half interested. 'Damn! Now I have to spend all of my spare time with him too! The last thing I need is Ouka on my last nerve!' thought Bijou angrily, trying not to show it on her face. 'Ouka's gonna loose it,' thought Omi, 'She already doesn't like Bijou, and if she gets suspicous, Ouka is going to -want- to fight her.'
Aya and Devin shared ice cold stares for a long moment. Until Devin finally turnt her head and said under her breath, "Shit."
Birman turned on her heel, "I expect you all to become quite aquainted. You'll spend more time together than you think. If you choose not to...it'll come out of your paycheck."
She opened the door to leave, "Have fun."
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Oooooohhhh...those poor kittens! Fallen Angels Part Two: The Palledium; complete. Part Three: Alter Ego, is next. I'll be starting as soon as possible. For now, reviews are always welcome :] Especially if I've become out of character on one of the originals. Okay, foot notes:
1: The jersey dress I'm describing is the dress that the girl in the Fabolous and Jagged Edge video "Trade It All" is wearing in the very begining. I thought it was fly, plus *hint* Vita is a tomboy *hint* so why wouldn't she wear a jersey of all things?
2: The girl that saved Vita from Yoji, Omi, and Ken's outfit is like Sydney's from Danger Girl. That's a ill outfit too ^_^ if you don't know go find a picture :]